the hinton girls

I am a Mid-Western girl who was uprooted and transplanted to the south. It was the scariest, hardest thing I've ever done. I'm married to an incredible husband whom I love more than words. And I'm a mom to two beautiful girls. I started this blog to keep our far away family within arms reach of our little world. Feel free to contact me at rhinton10@gmail.com. Thanks for stopping by!

She wore this shirt the day the stork dropped Little Cousin off at the hospital. Earlier that morning while she was getting dressed, she explained her Big Sister status. Then she asked me if Reesie was a big sister too.

But if she's going to get the rumor mill going at least she doesn't beat around the bush about it.

We had a delightful lunch. With three babies younger than three we don't exactly fly under the radar. But I wouldn't want to draw attention to myself with anyone else.

Here's a picture of the beautiful, blushing bride (in blue) and several friends from high school. My favorite thing about these girls is when we get together we pick up right where we left off. I had so much fun catching up with them.

Do you think there's a direct causation between being the only mother in the group and sporting the palest skin? If fact, my arms would leave you to believe I just wrapped up a long day on my tractor. These days I've spent a little less time poolside and a little more time heaving a certain Someone to the top of her slide. Note to self; when on slide duty wear tank top from now on.

Chica's first boat ride!! She loved the wind in her hair.

But wasn't too keen on the lifejacket.

Friday we went to Arthur Bryant's, which is without a doubt the greatest barbeque in the universe. To keep from polarizing you bloggers I tend to avoid political posts. But I must say Memphis barbeque doesn't hold a candle to what Kansas City serves up. I'm sorry Memphis. Just keeping it real. If that gets you in a tizzy, it's okay, just make fun of my tan.

I'm pretty sure each of these was the size of my daughter when she was born.

Here's a group shot + Auntie Michelle. Reesie looks a little ticked. I think she needed some sunglasses.